Chapter 83 6
Walking on the road, Miyamoto said: "I feel very lonely now."
Xiao Gao said: "It shouldn't be you who really feels lonely in your heart."
Miyamoto stopped, looking at Xiao Gao suspiciously.
Xiao Gao said: "It's your plenipotentiary, can you understand how he feels about eating alone at noon today?"
Miyamoto said: "Then, let's go back to the hotel and have dinner with him!"
Xiao Gao shook his head: "I'm afraid, he will feel that loneliness is better than talking with others."
Wu Zhenqing went back to the general manager's office in a rage.He paced with his hands behind his back and scolded: "Damn it, a company that is also facing difficulties like our 'Xingbei', came to our China, and actually put on the posture of Lao Tzu's number one in the world, and clearly looked down on it. We are arrogant and domineering, and we use our power to overwhelm others." The consultant followed him: "Then, we should also keep calm and maintain a proper negotiating demeanor." Wu Zhenqing stopped and said, "But that little Japanese is too deceitful!" The consultant said: "But Wang Xiaosong's attitude is sincere after all." Wu Zhenqing roared: "Him? Don't mention him! Mentioning him makes me even angrier! How does he look like a plenipotentiary representative? He's a puppet who looks at other people's faces!" The consultant said: "We didn't even know what Wang Xiaosong thought about the negotiation, so we collapsed, and your attitude towards him in the end was also very unfriendly." Wu Zhenqing said: "Who told him to make a big show of asking me to apologize to that little Japan face to face!" "If I were him, that's what I would have done," the consultant said. Wu Zhenqing said: "But he is Chinese!" The consultant went on to say: "But he is a representative of a Japanese company! After you left, I have already solemnly apologized to Kazuo Miyamoto for you. In my opinion, you should also have a higher profile and hang a note for Wang Xiaosong. On the phone, first say a few proactive words on the phone, after all, you used to have such a good time." Wu Zhenqing said noncommittally: "I'm upset, let me be alone for a while." "That's fine. Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. We invite people here. At least we must ensure that the business is not benevolent." The consultant said and walked out. Wu Zhenqing sat down on the big swivel chair behind his desk. He opened the drawer, took out a bottle of sedative medicine and swallowed two pills, and when he put the water glass on the table, his eyes fell on a piece of paper under the glass, which read:
Wu Zhenqing thought to himself: Xiao Song, Xiao Song, what is missing is the gift you gave me at that time.He put his hand on the phone, but didn't pick it up, and retracted it again. He grabbed the phone again and dialed. Wang Xiaosong, who was lying on the bed, picked up the phone: "Hey, talk..." Wang Xiaosong's voice: "Hello, hello?" Wu Zhenqing slowly put down the phone.
Miyamoto returned to the hotel. He stopped in front of his room door, did not open the door to go in immediately, hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door of Wang Xiaosong's room. No one answered inside. Miyamoto felt strange, so he asked the lady on the floor: "Miss, may I ask, do you know where the gentleman next to me has gone?" The lady asked: "Is that Chinese registered with a Japanese name?" Miyamoto nodded. The lady said: "He asked me which floor the video room is on. Maybe I went to watch the video?" Miyamoto asked, "Is that so... what movie?" The lady said, "Bruce Lee's film." Miyamoto asked again: "Who beat Japanese ronin?" The lady said: "Today's broadcast seems to be a contest with the Americans." Miyamoto found the video room, there were not many people, and on the screen, Bruce Lee had already fought—however, he was not fighting the Americans, but was still beating the Japanese... Miyamoto looked for Wang Xiaosong with his eyes. After finding him, he walked over and sat beside him. Wang Xiaosong stared at the screen without noticing him. He shook Wang Xiaosong's hand, and Wang Xiaosong turned to see him. Miyamoto said in a low voice: "Maybe, I have had some unnecessary misunderstandings with you, that's why..." Wang Xiaosong also replied in a low voice: "There is no need to explain, I have long been used to being misunderstood." Miyamoto also stared at the screen: "What do you think, how about 300,000 yuan? I'm talking about RMB, isn't it a little too little?" Wang Xiaosong asked, "What do you mean?" Miyamoto said: "Didn't my father emphasize that what cannot be achieved on the negotiating table must continue off the negotiating table." "Buy?" Wang Xiaosong turned to look at Miyamoto. Miyamoto said: "It can't be said to be a bribe. It is a special method that is not disclosed to achieve the goal. The goal is the main thing, and the method is just a technical problem." Wang Xiaosong turned his head away: "Then, who will do it?" Miyamoto said: "Of course it should be you. Didn't you once say that you know Chinese people like Mr. Wu better than I do? In terms of your mutual relationship, some things are better explained in person." Wang Xiaosong said: "Because I know him better than you, I am not suitable. He is just a little annoyed with us today, and when he despises us, we will not be the guests of Xingbei Company. " Miyamoto said: "If he despises you because of this, he must also despise me." Wang Xiaosong said: "That's different. A Chinese's contempt for another Chinese will be stronger than the contempt for any foreigner. This is a common feature of Chinese people." Miyamoto said helplessly, "Then... I had to go." When he stood up, Wang Xiaosong stared at the screen and said: "Remember what I said, he likes to get straight to the point and go straight to the point, but hates to beat around the bush, try to find out, especially for technical issues, you must have a basic understanding of 'brand'."
At night, on the street where Wu Zhenqing's family lived, three or five pedestrians passed by. A man and a woman stopped downstairs - it was Miyamoto and Xiao Gao. Xiao Gao pointed to a window and said, "I live on the third floor. 301, I know his whereabouts the most, and he must be at home now." He glanced at his watch again, "It is usually difficult to find him at his home at seven o'clock. Today is an exception." Miyamoto was a little worried: "He won't refuse to see me?" Xiao Gao said: "I don't think so. You took the initiative to resolve the conflict with him! Don't be indecisive." Miyamoto said: "Thank you for bringing me here, otherwise I really don't have enough courage..." Xiao Gao smiled slightly and looked at him tenderly.Miyamoto suddenly embraced her forgetfully and wanted to kiss her, a boy rushed out from the building and bumped into Miyamoto, which surprised the two of them... The boy said dissatisfiedly: "I don't even find a place out of the way for kissing!" Miyamoto had no choice but to let go of Xiao Gao, and patted his head embarrassingly. Xiao Gao gently pushed him into the cave: "Go quickly! Remember, don't say that I brought you here." Wu Zhenqing's home. Wu Zhenqing was feeding the fish again.Ge Hongmi looked at him sideways: "Hey, how much fish food do you want to sprinkle into the fish tank? Do you want to kill these fish?" Wu Zhenqing looked into the fish tank, and there was already a layer of fish food on the water. Ge Hong said: "Get rid of this problem! In the future, when you have something on your mind, don't feed the fish, wash the dishes and dust, can you do it?" Saying this, he pushed him away from the fish tank, and picked up the small net to fish out the fish food . Then there was a knock on the door. Wu Zhenqing went to open the door - he was surprised to see Miyamoto outside the door. Miyamoto said politely: "Mr. Wu, I came to disturb you without invitation, I hope I won't arouse your disgust..." Wu Zhenqing laughed loudly: "Where is there, welcome! Welcome! Please come in!" He took Miyamoto's hand, led Miyamoto into the living room, and introduced to his wife: "This is Mr. Miyamoto, a Japanese friend who came to our company for business negotiations, and this is my wife." Ge Hong and Miyamoto nodded in salute. Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Little friend! Come and get to know this Japanese uncle!" Ge Hong said, "He went out." Wu Zhenqing said: "This kid! He still runs out after dark!" After the host and guest were seated, Ge Hong said: "You guys talk, I'm going to write." After Miyamoto watched her leave, he asked, "Madam... is she a writer?" Wu Zhenqing laughed: "Even if it is..." Miyamoto asked again: "You must have published a lot of works?" Wu Zhenqing said: "Well, I don't know how many works she has published. I am very busy every day, and I hardly have time to read what she wrote." Miyamoto said: "Mr. Wu, I want to talk to you straight to the point..." Wu Zhenqing said cheerfully: "That's good, I like to get straight to the point." Miyamoto asked tentatively: "Mr. Wu, as the general manager of a large company, your monthly salary must be very considerable?" Wu Zhenqing said: "It's not bad. It's enough to spend. From my family, you can also see that I belong to the part of Chinese people who get rich first." Miyamoto continued to ask: "What if one day you can't be the general manager?" Wu Zhenqing scratched his cheek: "This possibility is not too great. You know, I am not appointed by the state as the general manager. As long as I don't bring down the company, or I don't want to be the general manager, I will probably always be the general manager. .” At this point in the conversation, the expressions of both of them became solemn. Miyamoto further asked: "But Xingbei Company belongs to the kind of company in China whose property rights are not very clear, right?" Wu Zhenqing replied: "Yes, that's right. If I'm not wrong, you must have consulted your company's plenipotentiary representative to understand this point, right?" Miyamoto smiled noncommittally, and said, "Mr. Wu, is there ever a time when the company's assets are getting bigger and bigger, but you can't directly change the number on your personal passbook. On the one hand, you are the big boss and the owner of the assets." Aggregators; on the other hand, they are not actually the sole owners of assets, and their psychology is unbalanced, which may even affect your enthusiasm for starting a business..." Wu Zhenqing was vigilant, but the expression on his face was still calm: "Yes, that's right, there is indeed such a possibility!" He asked Miyamoto to smoke, and he smoked himself, and said, "As a person, I am not afraid of being dissected by others. But the analysis must be accurate. If the analysis is accurate, I will convince the other party... Hey, no, judging from your performance at the negotiating table today, you are not at this level! It was the plenipotentiary representative of your company who analyzed it for you, right? Why didn't he come with you? Are you angry with me?" Miyamoto didn't take it seriously, and said calmly: "He's not angry with you, he's not feeling well..." Wu Zhenqing looked at Miyamoto suspiciously, and thought angrily: Mr. Kazuo Miyamoto, I would like to see what kind of medicine is sold in your gourd.Xiaosong, Xiaosong, that old fox Miyamoto Kentaro, wants to use you to achieve their goal of the Sakimaru company, won't I, Wu Zhenqing, use you?If both of us have achieved the purpose of using it, you have done a great service for both of us! Miyamoto continued: "Mr. Wu, if not only your monthly salary is considerable, but also the figures in your personal passbook are even more impressive, then you, a Chinese who got rich first, will be able to sit back and relax, right? " Wu Zhenqing nodded again and again: "Yes!" Seeing that he was able to enter Hong Kong, Miyamoto spoke more vigorously: "Your enthusiasm for leading the company will also increase, won't it?" Wu Zhenqing said, "Yes!" Miyamoto said: "At this point, our company is very willing to help you..." Wu Zhenqing interjected: "The premise is that I agree to your negotiation conditions?" Miyamoto said: "Of course! Can you sign the contract for 500,000 yuan?" Wu Zhenqing looked at Miyamoto with a serious face. Miyamoto: "Less?" Guessing his expression: "Where is 800,000?" Wu Zhenqing scratched his cheek. Miyamoto said bluntly: "How much do you want, please tell me! We can deposit the equivalent of the yen in any bank in the world on your behalf. The yen is currently strong, and you must know this! If you trust the dollar more Or Mark or something, we'll do as you tell us." Wu Zhenqing said: "This, doesn't it mean that you are buying me?" Miyamoto nodded: "You are quite right. Even if you put it another way, it is tantamount to buying you. I know this is against the principles of decency in the business world, but my grandfather once taught me that to be a successful businessman, It's not enough to be a realist, you have to be a teleological person! I believe it's all about man..." Wu Zhenqing stood up silently, walked a few steps, turned to Miyamoto, and said with a serious face: "Mr. Miyamoto, please stand up." Miyamoto stood up without knowing why, and looked at Wu Zhenqing in astonishment. Wu Zhenqing said in a low voice: "Please come here." Miyamoto hesitated, wondering what kind of medicine Wu Zhenqing sold in the gourd. Wu Zhenqing said: "This is my home, I will never be rude to you." Miyamoto walked up to him, with a look of failure or success. Wu Zhenqing asked: "Before you came to buy me, you must have experienced a very contradictory ideological struggle?" Miyamoto said, "Yes." "But you are still here..." Wu Zhenqing clapped a hand on his shoulder, "Now, I'm starting to like you, I like your frankness, and your willingness to go all out. Really, bribe me Others also need a lot of courage..." Miyamoto smiled overjoyed. Wu Zhenqing put his hand down from his shoulder, and said again: "However, I regret to let you understand that what you get can only be disappointment." The smile on Miyamoto's face gradually disappeared. Wu Zhenqing said with some excitement: "Money is a good thing. After I was lucky enough to join the ranks of some people who got rich first in China, I realized the role of money more. Money is the only thing that can satisfy people's enjoyment. Some people who have money Chinese people are like being thrown upside down on a pile of pleasure sponges by the times. It will make people feel very comfortable. But the sponge pile of pleasure can also swallow people, so I try to consciously stay away from pleasure. My home is like this, it really needs to show a bit of a Chinese boss's home, because I often entertain foreign business partners at home. And I don't really appreciate luxury. I live in a poor family I grew up here, and I became a boss from a coolie with black nails. My ambition cannot be satisfied by 500,800,000 or even a few million RMB. Welded together in the future. You want me to trade with you for the benefit of our company. In fact, you want me to sell my own blood, or you want me to take off an arm or a leg and pre-order health from you ,and……" Miyamoto listened solemnly. "There is a saying in China that if you want to be unknown to others, unless you do nothing, there are many smart people in my company. I made this deal with you. Even if they can't get evidence, they think , and I understand the mystery. And once they get caught and prove it, then I will not be the general manager anymore. As you said, the property rights of this company are not clear. Therefore, I have no power , I don’t dare to risk the dissatisfaction of the world, and make the deal you want to make with you... I ask Mr. Miyamoto for your understanding, and please pass my words on to your father..." Miyamoto bowed his head in shame: "I completely understand."
After sending Miyamoto away, Wu Zhenqing stood in front of the fish tank and pondered again. Ge Hong walked up to him and said worriedly: "I heard what you talked just now...you must not mess around! Our mother and daughter depend on you for the whole life! If you are suddenly The accusation is a big worm..." Wu Zhenqing said annoyedly: "Go, you don't need Sanniang to teach the child!" Ge Hong left in dismay. "Wang Xiaosong, Wang Xiaosong, I never thought that you... would give someone such an idea to deal with me!" Wu Zhenqing was lost in thought when his son returned home from the outside and said loudly, "Dad, I saw Aunt Xiao Gao from your company. Downstairs from our house. But she didn't recognize me." Wu Zhenqing was very surprised: "Did you recognize the wrong person?" The son said: "It was definitely her. Then a man came out of the building, and they walked together." Wu Zhenqing broke out suddenly: "Go away! It will be dark in the future, and you are not allowed to go out to play!" roaring, he grabbed the ashtray and smashed it on a painting. The glass shattered.He grabbed the phone. He wanted to meet Wang Xiaosong immediately.
Wu Zhenqing went back to the general manager's office in a rage.He paced with his hands behind his back and scolded: "Damn it, a company that is also facing difficulties like our 'Xingbei', came to our China, and actually put on the posture of Lao Tzu's number one in the world, and clearly looked down on it. We are arrogant and domineering, and we use our power to overwhelm others." The consultant followed him: "Then, we should also keep calm and maintain a proper negotiating demeanor." Wu Zhenqing stopped and said, "But that little Japanese is too deceitful!" The consultant said: "But Wang Xiaosong's attitude is sincere after all." Wu Zhenqing roared: "Him? Don't mention him! Mentioning him makes me even angrier! How does he look like a plenipotentiary representative? He's a puppet who looks at other people's faces!" The consultant said: "We didn't even know what Wang Xiaosong thought about the negotiation, so we collapsed, and your attitude towards him in the end was also very unfriendly." Wu Zhenqing said: "Who told him to make a big show of asking me to apologize to that little Japan face to face!" "If I were him, that's what I would have done," the consultant said. Wu Zhenqing said: "But he is Chinese!" The consultant went on to say: "But he is a representative of a Japanese company! After you left, I have already solemnly apologized to Kazuo Miyamoto for you. In my opinion, you should also have a higher profile and hang a note for Wang Xiaosong. On the phone, first say a few proactive words on the phone, after all, you used to have such a good time." Wu Zhenqing said noncommittally: "I'm upset, let me be alone for a while." "That's fine. Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. We invite people here. At least we must ensure that the business is not benevolent." The consultant said and walked out. Wu Zhenqing sat down on the big swivel chair behind his desk. He opened the drawer, took out a bottle of sedative medicine and swallowed two pills, and when he put the water glass on the table, his eyes fell on a piece of paper under the glass, which read:
Wu Zhenqing thought to himself: Xiao Song, Xiao Song, what is missing is the gift you gave me at that time.He put his hand on the phone, but didn't pick it up, and retracted it again. He grabbed the phone again and dialed. Wang Xiaosong, who was lying on the bed, picked up the phone: "Hey, talk..." Wang Xiaosong's voice: "Hello, hello?" Wu Zhenqing slowly put down the phone.
Miyamoto returned to the hotel. He stopped in front of his room door, did not open the door to go in immediately, hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door of Wang Xiaosong's room. No one answered inside. Miyamoto felt strange, so he asked the lady on the floor: "Miss, may I ask, do you know where the gentleman next to me has gone?" The lady asked: "Is that Chinese registered with a Japanese name?" Miyamoto nodded. The lady said: "He asked me which floor the video room is on. Maybe I went to watch the video?" Miyamoto asked, "Is that so... what movie?" The lady said, "Bruce Lee's film." Miyamoto asked again: "Who beat Japanese ronin?" The lady said: "Today's broadcast seems to be a contest with the Americans." Miyamoto found the video room, there were not many people, and on the screen, Bruce Lee had already fought—however, he was not fighting the Americans, but was still beating the Japanese... Miyamoto looked for Wang Xiaosong with his eyes. After finding him, he walked over and sat beside him. Wang Xiaosong stared at the screen without noticing him. He shook Wang Xiaosong's hand, and Wang Xiaosong turned to see him. Miyamoto said in a low voice: "Maybe, I have had some unnecessary misunderstandings with you, that's why..." Wang Xiaosong also replied in a low voice: "There is no need to explain, I have long been used to being misunderstood." Miyamoto also stared at the screen: "What do you think, how about 300,000 yuan? I'm talking about RMB, isn't it a little too little?" Wang Xiaosong asked, "What do you mean?" Miyamoto said: "Didn't my father emphasize that what cannot be achieved on the negotiating table must continue off the negotiating table." "Buy?" Wang Xiaosong turned to look at Miyamoto. Miyamoto said: "It can't be said to be a bribe. It is a special method that is not disclosed to achieve the goal. The goal is the main thing, and the method is just a technical problem." Wang Xiaosong turned his head away: "Then, who will do it?" Miyamoto said: "Of course it should be you. Didn't you once say that you know Chinese people like Mr. Wu better than I do? In terms of your mutual relationship, some things are better explained in person." Wang Xiaosong said: "Because I know him better than you, I am not suitable. He is just a little annoyed with us today, and when he despises us, we will not be the guests of Xingbei Company. " Miyamoto said: "If he despises you because of this, he must also despise me." Wang Xiaosong said: "That's different. A Chinese's contempt for another Chinese will be stronger than the contempt for any foreigner. This is a common feature of Chinese people." Miyamoto said helplessly, "Then... I had to go." When he stood up, Wang Xiaosong stared at the screen and said: "Remember what I said, he likes to get straight to the point and go straight to the point, but hates to beat around the bush, try to find out, especially for technical issues, you must have a basic understanding of 'brand'."
At night, on the street where Wu Zhenqing's family lived, three or five pedestrians passed by. A man and a woman stopped downstairs - it was Miyamoto and Xiao Gao. Xiao Gao pointed to a window and said, "I live on the third floor. 301, I know his whereabouts the most, and he must be at home now." He glanced at his watch again, "It is usually difficult to find him at his home at seven o'clock. Today is an exception." Miyamoto was a little worried: "He won't refuse to see me?" Xiao Gao said: "I don't think so. You took the initiative to resolve the conflict with him! Don't be indecisive." Miyamoto said: "Thank you for bringing me here, otherwise I really don't have enough courage..." Xiao Gao smiled slightly and looked at him tenderly.Miyamoto suddenly embraced her forgetfully and wanted to kiss her, a boy rushed out from the building and bumped into Miyamoto, which surprised the two of them... The boy said dissatisfiedly: "I don't even find a place out of the way for kissing!" Miyamoto had no choice but to let go of Xiao Gao, and patted his head embarrassingly. Xiao Gao gently pushed him into the cave: "Go quickly! Remember, don't say that I brought you here." Wu Zhenqing's home. Wu Zhenqing was feeding the fish again.Ge Hongmi looked at him sideways: "Hey, how much fish food do you want to sprinkle into the fish tank? Do you want to kill these fish?" Wu Zhenqing looked into the fish tank, and there was already a layer of fish food on the water. Ge Hong said: "Get rid of this problem! In the future, when you have something on your mind, don't feed the fish, wash the dishes and dust, can you do it?" Saying this, he pushed him away from the fish tank, and picked up the small net to fish out the fish food . Then there was a knock on the door. Wu Zhenqing went to open the door - he was surprised to see Miyamoto outside the door. Miyamoto said politely: "Mr. Wu, I came to disturb you without invitation, I hope I won't arouse your disgust..." Wu Zhenqing laughed loudly: "Where is there, welcome! Welcome! Please come in!" He took Miyamoto's hand, led Miyamoto into the living room, and introduced to his wife: "This is Mr. Miyamoto, a Japanese friend who came to our company for business negotiations, and this is my wife." Ge Hong and Miyamoto nodded in salute. Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Little friend! Come and get to know this Japanese uncle!" Ge Hong said, "He went out." Wu Zhenqing said: "This kid! He still runs out after dark!" After the host and guest were seated, Ge Hong said: "You guys talk, I'm going to write." After Miyamoto watched her leave, he asked, "Madam... is she a writer?" Wu Zhenqing laughed: "Even if it is..." Miyamoto asked again: "You must have published a lot of works?" Wu Zhenqing said: "Well, I don't know how many works she has published. I am very busy every day, and I hardly have time to read what she wrote." Miyamoto said: "Mr. Wu, I want to talk to you straight to the point..." Wu Zhenqing said cheerfully: "That's good, I like to get straight to the point." Miyamoto asked tentatively: "Mr. Wu, as the general manager of a large company, your monthly salary must be very considerable?" Wu Zhenqing said: "It's not bad. It's enough to spend. From my family, you can also see that I belong to the part of Chinese people who get rich first." Miyamoto continued to ask: "What if one day you can't be the general manager?" Wu Zhenqing scratched his cheek: "This possibility is not too great. You know, I am not appointed by the state as the general manager. As long as I don't bring down the company, or I don't want to be the general manager, I will probably always be the general manager. .” At this point in the conversation, the expressions of both of them became solemn. Miyamoto further asked: "But Xingbei Company belongs to the kind of company in China whose property rights are not very clear, right?" Wu Zhenqing replied: "Yes, that's right. If I'm not wrong, you must have consulted your company's plenipotentiary representative to understand this point, right?" Miyamoto smiled noncommittally, and said, "Mr. Wu, is there ever a time when the company's assets are getting bigger and bigger, but you can't directly change the number on your personal passbook. On the one hand, you are the big boss and the owner of the assets." Aggregators; on the other hand, they are not actually the sole owners of assets, and their psychology is unbalanced, which may even affect your enthusiasm for starting a business..." Wu Zhenqing was vigilant, but the expression on his face was still calm: "Yes, that's right, there is indeed such a possibility!" He asked Miyamoto to smoke, and he smoked himself, and said, "As a person, I am not afraid of being dissected by others. But the analysis must be accurate. If the analysis is accurate, I will convince the other party... Hey, no, judging from your performance at the negotiating table today, you are not at this level! It was the plenipotentiary representative of your company who analyzed it for you, right? Why didn't he come with you? Are you angry with me?" Miyamoto didn't take it seriously, and said calmly: "He's not angry with you, he's not feeling well..." Wu Zhenqing looked at Miyamoto suspiciously, and thought angrily: Mr. Kazuo Miyamoto, I would like to see what kind of medicine is sold in your gourd.Xiaosong, Xiaosong, that old fox Miyamoto Kentaro, wants to use you to achieve their goal of the Sakimaru company, won't I, Wu Zhenqing, use you?If both of us have achieved the purpose of using it, you have done a great service for both of us! Miyamoto continued: "Mr. Wu, if not only your monthly salary is considerable, but also the figures in your personal passbook are even more impressive, then you, a Chinese who got rich first, will be able to sit back and relax, right? " Wu Zhenqing nodded again and again: "Yes!" Seeing that he was able to enter Hong Kong, Miyamoto spoke more vigorously: "Your enthusiasm for leading the company will also increase, won't it?" Wu Zhenqing said, "Yes!" Miyamoto said: "At this point, our company is very willing to help you..." Wu Zhenqing interjected: "The premise is that I agree to your negotiation conditions?" Miyamoto said: "Of course! Can you sign the contract for 500,000 yuan?" Wu Zhenqing looked at Miyamoto with a serious face. Miyamoto: "Less?" Guessing his expression: "Where is 800,000?" Wu Zhenqing scratched his cheek. Miyamoto said bluntly: "How much do you want, please tell me! We can deposit the equivalent of the yen in any bank in the world on your behalf. The yen is currently strong, and you must know this! If you trust the dollar more Or Mark or something, we'll do as you tell us." Wu Zhenqing said: "This, doesn't it mean that you are buying me?" Miyamoto nodded: "You are quite right. Even if you put it another way, it is tantamount to buying you. I know this is against the principles of decency in the business world, but my grandfather once taught me that to be a successful businessman, It's not enough to be a realist, you have to be a teleological person! I believe it's all about man..." Wu Zhenqing stood up silently, walked a few steps, turned to Miyamoto, and said with a serious face: "Mr. Miyamoto, please stand up." Miyamoto stood up without knowing why, and looked at Wu Zhenqing in astonishment. Wu Zhenqing said in a low voice: "Please come here." Miyamoto hesitated, wondering what kind of medicine Wu Zhenqing sold in the gourd. Wu Zhenqing said: "This is my home, I will never be rude to you." Miyamoto walked up to him, with a look of failure or success. Wu Zhenqing asked: "Before you came to buy me, you must have experienced a very contradictory ideological struggle?" Miyamoto said, "Yes." "But you are still here..." Wu Zhenqing clapped a hand on his shoulder, "Now, I'm starting to like you, I like your frankness, and your willingness to go all out. Really, bribe me Others also need a lot of courage..." Miyamoto smiled overjoyed. Wu Zhenqing put his hand down from his shoulder, and said again: "However, I regret to let you understand that what you get can only be disappointment." The smile on Miyamoto's face gradually disappeared. Wu Zhenqing said with some excitement: "Money is a good thing. After I was lucky enough to join the ranks of some people who got rich first in China, I realized the role of money more. Money is the only thing that can satisfy people's enjoyment. Some people who have money Chinese people are like being thrown upside down on a pile of pleasure sponges by the times. It will make people feel very comfortable. But the sponge pile of pleasure can also swallow people, so I try to consciously stay away from pleasure. My home is like this, it really needs to show a bit of a Chinese boss's home, because I often entertain foreign business partners at home. And I don't really appreciate luxury. I live in a poor family I grew up here, and I became a boss from a coolie with black nails. My ambition cannot be satisfied by 500,800,000 or even a few million RMB. Welded together in the future. You want me to trade with you for the benefit of our company. In fact, you want me to sell my own blood, or you want me to take off an arm or a leg and pre-order health from you ,and……" Miyamoto listened solemnly. "There is a saying in China that if you want to be unknown to others, unless you do nothing, there are many smart people in my company. I made this deal with you. Even if they can't get evidence, they think , and I understand the mystery. And once they get caught and prove it, then I will not be the general manager anymore. As you said, the property rights of this company are not clear. Therefore, I have no power , I don’t dare to risk the dissatisfaction of the world, and make the deal you want to make with you... I ask Mr. Miyamoto for your understanding, and please pass my words on to your father..." Miyamoto bowed his head in shame: "I completely understand."
After sending Miyamoto away, Wu Zhenqing stood in front of the fish tank and pondered again. Ge Hong walked up to him and said worriedly: "I heard what you talked just now...you must not mess around! Our mother and daughter depend on you for the whole life! If you are suddenly The accusation is a big worm..." Wu Zhenqing said annoyedly: "Go, you don't need Sanniang to teach the child!" Ge Hong left in dismay. "Wang Xiaosong, Wang Xiaosong, I never thought that you... would give someone such an idea to deal with me!" Wu Zhenqing was lost in thought when his son returned home from the outside and said loudly, "Dad, I saw Aunt Xiao Gao from your company. Downstairs from our house. But she didn't recognize me." Wu Zhenqing was very surprised: "Did you recognize the wrong person?" The son said: "It was definitely her. Then a man came out of the building, and they walked together." Wu Zhenqing broke out suddenly: "Go away! It will be dark in the future, and you are not allowed to go out to play!" roaring, he grabbed the ashtray and smashed it on a painting. The glass shattered.He grabbed the phone. He wanted to meet Wang Xiaosong immediately.